Living With Cancer: To My Husband This Valentine’s Day

I met you when I was seventeen. I think I loved you even then. Eleven years later we were married. Two years later I was pregnant with Emily. Two years after that we had Jessica. Our life is full of numbers. The good ones are the birthdays we’ve shared, the wedding anniversaries, all nine of them, and the parenting milestones,…

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Sex and Cancer

You don’t find those words occupying the same sentence very often. Does it make you uncomfortable? Sick people should just do ‘sick people’ things, right? Like lie around in bed all day and puke into a bucket… Well, we do that too but occasionally we strive for a little more. I’m often asked why I decided to write a ‘risqué’…

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‘Eyes To The Wind’

  £0.99. Amazon ebook link HERE. Paperback coming soon! *All proceeds to Bowel Cancer UK*   Reviews so far… “Too hot to handle. Too good to put down…” “Hooked from the first chapter…” “An absolute page turner…” “Five stars…” “Steamy and fast-paced…” “Meet your new Mr Grey…” Xx

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Cancer At Christmas: An Unwanted Present

People don’t like to think about cancer at Christmas. The images are too evocative; too stark. They clash with the picture-perfect Instagrams of turkey feasts and beaming faces. Christmas is a time to be happy; a time to look forward; a time to rejoice in all that’s good in the world (one of which is certainly not cancer). But what about…

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Let’s Talk About…….. Food Supplements!

A friend asked me the yesterday about what supplements I’d incorporated into my diet since my cancer diagnosis. After my Quality Street pig-out (check out my Instagram…) I think I needed a reminder! I tend to spread these supplements over the course of a day so my system doesn’t get too overloaded: For breakfast I have hot porridge made with…

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My First Christmas Without Dad

Grief triggers and Christmas… They’re as tightly entwined as holly and ivy. I can’t seem to catch my breath at the moment. The closer we get to the 25th December the more I stumble; the more those memories breach my defences. My father was a larger than life character. I grew up to the raucous sounds of my parents’ Christmas parties.…

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Cancer: A Tale Of Two Mirrors

Something strange happened in my local M&S yesterday. I was reaching for the last silver star Christmas decoration when my hand collided with a man who was doing exactly the same thing. We exchanged polite smiles. I may have even giggled, I tend to do that in awkward situations… But then he smiled again and started talking to me. I…

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